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Conqueror

Zieglind Reysh, corporate slave. Spent all his years studying materials he didn't need. Graduated college with a Historian diploma. But all of that were useless since he got a desk job selling stocks. Then one day, he heard a voice that no one can hear. The voice promises him a restart on his life. The conditions is, DEATH. He knew he was talking to a god of death. Will Zieglind accept this offer? Maybe yes, maybe no. But he realized that he accomplished nothing in the span of 20 years of his life. If he can be a new person then he'll choose one thing more than anything. A conqueror of the new world.

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Chapter 153 - The Third Trial

The remaining contenders were brought down to the underground of the arena where a table of food was waiting for us. 

Our escort then said, "Take a seat, enjoy the feast and about an hour from now we will continue the trials. We can just let you continue the trials but our spectators can not. So just enjoy the rest for now. I'll leave you be with these guards."

The other members we have as an allies earlier rushed down to their seats and immediately feasted on the food. I sat down next to Zeta and across Mizuki. I took some food on my plate even though I don't need it. I encouraged Zeta to at least eat to reduce the stress piling up on him.

I looked over to Mizuki to take a good look at him. For a man he has a clear skin and eats incredibly small amounts. He's feminine despite his name. I was the first to strike up a conversation with him,

"Hey."

"What?" Mizuki asked.

"I just wanted to ask, where'd you learn your swordsmanship?"